A pleasure to spend time with.

This is better than the last Girlschool album and that was good. Why say that? Basically because this trio are bound to be compared to them; women playing unapologetic Hard Rock with a cocky attitude, this could be that. But it isn't, it really is so much more, more, more.

Debut 'Game On' was a punch to the face with a caress of melody. Their appearance at SOS Festival in 2015 was the best thing all weekend – simple, stunning, serious. This album is more of the same with the emphasis on maturity.

What we have here is just a bigger sound, a clearer feel and an assurance that will brook no naysaying. One-two punch of openers 'Batter Up' and 'Let The Neighbours Call The Cops' are simple, sexy and very dirty, fun all the way, but 'Come 'N' Get It' drapes an arm around Joan Jett as a big beat resounds and the party swirls around them.

'Eyes On The Prize' sneers in your face but doesn't forget that arenas can be walked if the music is right, 'White Russian Roulette' glides on a Van Halen build but Angus Young pokes his head round the door for a ringing solo. Jett rushes back in to clap and shout along with an exceptionally dumb 'Pervert Alert'.

This isn't just a headlong rush to Metallic mayhem, this holds back, makes holes for their influences but never just slavishly repeats them, the hairy moments, the messy Motörhead solos are wrangled into Amorettes amazement and that is a pleasure to spend time with.

'White Hot Heat'; come on, get your fingers burned...

Steve Swift